1 10 1 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/dd64d828f0568d8ac20bb4173005cbc9.pdf db8054a281cd5b91f8c824097b5823d4 PDF Text Text Young Lochinvar ; T o which are added, T H E ROSE OF DUNMORE, SCOTTISH WHISKY, Sleeping LOST MYMaggie, SHEPHERDS, I HAVE LOVE. GLASGOW Printed for the Booksellers. 1828. : �YOUNG LOCHINVAR. O ! Y o u n g Lochinvar has come out of the west, T h r o u g h all the wide border his steed was the best; A n d save his good broadsword, he weapons had none, He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntlets in war, T h e r e never was knight like the young Lochinvar. H e staid not for brake, and tie stopped not for stone, H e swam the Esk river where ford there was none ; B u t , ere he alighted at Netherby gate. T h e bride had consented, the gallant came late ; F o r a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, W a s to wed the fair Helen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he enter'd the Netherby Hall: A m o n g bridemen, and kinsmen, and brothers and all; T h e n spake the bride's father, his hand on his sword, ( F o r the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,) " O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war, O r to dance at our bridal, young lord L o c h i n v a r ? " " I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you d e n i e d ; Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs as its tide— A n d now I am come with this lost love of mine, T o lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. T h e r e are maidens in Scotland more lovely by f a r — T h a t would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar." �3 T h e bride kiss'd the goblet ; the knight took it up, H e quaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the c u p . She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh, W i t h a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. H e took her soft hand, e'er her mother could bar, ' N o w tread we a measure!' said young Lochinvar. S o stately his form, and so lovely her face, T h a t never a hall such a galliard did grace ; W h i l e her mother did fret, and her father did fume, A n d the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; A n d the bride-maiden's whisper'd 'twere better b y far T o have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar. O n e touch to h e r hand, and one word in her ear, W h e n they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger s t o o d near ; So light to the croup the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung ! S h e is won ! we are gone, over bank, bush, andscaur; T h e y ' l l have fleet steede that follow, quoth young Lochinvar. There was mounting 'mong Grames of the Netherby clan ; Foraters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran ; T h e r e was racing and chacing, on Cannobie lee, B u t the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see, So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, H a v e ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar, �4 THE ROSE OF DUNMORE. As I w e n t a w a l k i n g out e a r l y , B r i g h t P h o e b u s m o s t sweetly d i d s h i n e , A n d the nightingale warbled melodious, A s t h e lusin t h a t fells f r o m t h e g l e n . It's down thro' a grove where I walked, A w h i l e t o c o n d o l e in a s h a d e , On m y d e s t i n y for t o p o n d e r , I t ' s t h e r e I b e h e l d a sweet m a i d . I cast f o r t h m y eyes f o r t o view, A n d t h u s u n t o h e r I did s a y , Y o u fair has my heart ensnared, H o w far t h r o ' t h e g r o v e d o s t t h o u s t r a y ? S h e a n s w e r e d , sir, I will tell y o u , T h e t r u t h u n t o y o u I'll e x p l o r e , O f a m a t t e r t h a t lately befel m e , M y d w e l l i n g lies n e a r D u n m o r e . O n c e I d i d love a b r a v e h e r o , T i l l my tender heart he did gain, N o m o r t a l e v e r lov'd d e a r e r , B u t n o w he is p l o u g h i n g t h e m a i n , All under brave Nelson for battle, A n d o u r E n g l i s h N a v y so b r a v e , W h e r e c a n n o n s and g u n s loudly rattle, A g a i n s t t h e p r o u d F r e n c h on the m a i n . H e says, n o w m y f a i r , so e n s n a r i n g , P e r h a p s y o u r t r u e - l o v e h e is s l a i n , A s m a n y a m a n fell a v i c t i m , Soit m i g h t h a p p e n with y o u r love, A s it h a t h d o n e with m a n y b e f o r e , �5 I p r a y c o m e with m e to R a t h f r i l a n d , A n d bid a f a r e w e l l t o D u n m o r e . How c o u l d I b e t h u s so i n c o n s t a n t , A n d p r o m i s e d so m u c h to b e t r u e , T o leave m y old s w e e t h e a r t l a m e n t i n g , A n d v e n t u r e all f o r t u n e with y o u ; T h e p e o p l e w o u l d call m e h a r d h e a r t e d , F o r fidelity t o h i m I ' v e s w o r e , T h a t o u r loves s h o u l d n e v e r b e p a r t e d , B u t w a i t f o r t h e y o u t h in D u n m o r e . S i n c e i t is so n o w d e c r e e d , T h a t I n o w a victim m u s t fall, I cannot refrain now but mourn, T h o ' I a m n o b e t t e r a t all. I Of that charming youth I adore, I hope to my great consolation, T o m e e t h i m with j o y in D u n m o r e . C h e e k s like t h e fair b e a u t i e s b l o w n , Y o u r s u m m e r will soon b e o ' e r , O c t o b e r w i n d s will be b l o w n , A n d blast t h e sweet r o s e of D u n m o r e , I f o u n d that h e r heart was failing, As m a n y had d o n e before, I h o i s t u p m y sails for R a t h f r i l a n d , A n d g a i n e d t h e sweet rose of D u n m o r e . SCOTTISH WHISKY. Y e social sons of S c o t i a ' s isle, W h o love t o r a n t a n d r o a r , Sir, T o d r i n k , to dance, to laugh, to sing, A n d hie withouten care, S i r ; still live in expectation, �6 A t t e n d a n d listen t o m y l a y s , 'Twill make you blithe and friskie; I sing, w h o d a r e my t h e m e d e s p i s e ? I n p r a i s e of g u i d S c o t s W h i s k y . O my cheering, care-dispelling, Heart-reviving W h i s k y ; T h o u b r i g h t e n s u p t h e g l o o m o f life, T h a t a f t look d a r k a n d d u s k i e . L e t F r e n c h m e n o' t h e i r b e v ' r a g e b o a s t , T h e j u i c e of G a l l i c vine. S i r , And Dons and Portuguese rehearse T h e p r a i s e s o ' t h e i r wine, S i r ; I d o n ' t envy t h e m w i t h t h e i r t o n s , G i ' e m e a little c a s k i e O' C a l e d o n i a ' s n e c t a r p u r e , T h e real S c o t t i s h W h i s k y . O m y cheering, &c. J a m a i c a R u m it's b u t a h u m , S o is t h e best A n t i g u a ; A n d H o l l a n d ' s gin n o worth, a pin, C o m p a r ' d wi' d e a r K i l b e g i e . W h o e v e r w a n t s to t a k e a h o u s e , O r h a v e a j o v i a l pliskie, T h e y o n l y n e e d t o weet t h e i r m o u ' s W i ' real Scottish W h i s k y . B L Y T H E W A S SHE. B l y t h e , b l y t h e a n d m e r r y was s h e , B l y t h e was s h e b u t a n d b e n : B l y t h e by t h e b a n k s of E a r n , A n d b l y t h e in G l e n t u r i n g l e n . �7 By O c h t e r t y r e g r o w s the aik, O n Y a r r o w braes the birken s h a w ; But P h e m i e was a b o n n i e r lass, T h a n b r a e s o' Y a r r o w ever saw. Blythe, &c. H e r l o o k s w e r e like a flower in M a y , H e r smile was like a s i m m e r m o r n ; S h e t r i p p e d by t h e b a n k s o' E a r n , A s light's a bird u p o n a thorn. B l y t h e , &c. H e r b o n n y f a c e it was as m e e k , As onie lamb upon a lee; T h e e v ' n i n g sun was n e ' e r sae sweet As was t h e b l i n k o' P h e m i e ' s ee. Blythe, &c. T h e H i g h l a n d hills I ' v e w a n d e r ' d wide, And o'er the Lowlands I hae been; B u t P h e m i e was t h e b l y t h e s t lass, T h a t ever t r o d t h e d e w y g r e e n . SLEEPIN' MAGGY. M i r k a n ' r a i n y is t h e n i g h t , N o a s t a r n in a' t h e c a r r y , A n ' w i n ' s d r i v e wi' w i n t e r ' s f u r y . O are ye sleepin', M a g g y , O a r e y e sleepin', M a g g y ; L e t m e i n , f o r l o u d t h e linn, I s r o a r i n g o'er the warlock craigie. �8 Fearfu' soughs the boor-tree hank T h e rifted wood r o a r s wild a n ' d r e a r y . L o a d the iron yate does clank, A n d c r y o' h o w l e t s m a k s m e e e r i e . O a r e y e s l e e p in', M a g g y , & c . A b o o n my breath I d a r e n a speak, F o r tear I rouse your waukrife daddie, C a u l d ' s t h e blast u p o n m y c h e e k , O rise, rise m y b o n n y l a d y ! O are ye sleepin', M a g g y , &c. S h e ' s o p ' t t h e d o o r s h e ' s let h i m in, H e cuist a s i d e his d r e e p i n g p l a i d i e ; "Blaw Since n o w I ' m in aside ye, M a g g y . " BANKS OF your warst ye rain an' BANNA. 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Title A name given to the resource Young Lochinvar; To which are added, The Rose of Dunmore, Scottish Whisky, Blythe was She But and Ben, Sleeping Maggie, Shepherds, I Have Lost My Love Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks - Scotland - Glasgow Alcohol Courtship and Marriage Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1828 Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133973505154">s0042b27</a> <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923448263505154">s0069b09</a> Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages Is Referenced By A related resource that references, cites, or otherwise points to the described resource. <p dir="ltr"><a title="University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks" href="http://special.lib.gla.ac.uk/chapbooks/search/"><span>University of Glasgow Union Catalogue of Scottish Chapbooks </span></a></p> <p dir="ltr">&nbsp;</p> <div>&nbsp;</div> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. The Rose of Dunmore Scottish Whisky Blythe was She But and Ben Sleeping Maggie, Shepherds I Have Lost My Love Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #12 in a bound collection of 37 chapbooks;(s0042b27) Abstract A summary of the resource. A collection of songs, from love stories to drinking songs. The first tells the tale of the Lord of Lochinvar who, after his courtship is rejected by his love’s father, steals the bride right from her wedding. In the second song, a young man meets a young woman in a grove one night and convinces her to leave with him, even though she had pledged to wait for her love to return from sea. He does this by reminding her of the fleeting nature of her own beauty, telling her that her youthful looks won’t last forever. The next song is a drinking song, lauding the virtues of Scottish whisky over other various inferior drinks. The fourth song describes the beauty of a particular girl, and the fifth is sung from the perspective of a man waiting outside in the cold and dark to be let in by his lover. The last song is the lament of a man who has lost his love, for whom he had given up his life as a shepherd. Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Description An account of the resource Woodcut #07: Illustration on title-page of a military figure standing under tree with a view of a city and hills in the background. # of Woodcuts: 1 Architecture: city view Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: 1821-1830 Chapbook Publisher - Glasgow: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): bonnet (military) Fashion (Clothing): breeches Fashion (Clothing): cocked hat Fashion (Clothing): jacket Fashion (Clothing): military Fashion (Clothing): pants Fashion (Clothing): waist coat Gender: man/men Nature: flower(s) Nature: hill(s) Nature: tree(s) Occupation: soldier Outdoor Scene